What’s The Impulse Behind Art? It’s Saying

Think About How Rare It Is For Anyone To Encounter A Teacher Who Can Open You Up To The Notion That There Is An Infinite Amount Of Meaning And Possibility And Inspiration In The Smallest Thing Before You.

I Never Could Understand - It Was Impossible For Me To Get My Head Around - What The Furor Was, What The Sense Of Betrayal And Anger And Rage Was About Bob Dylan's Beginning To Perform With A Band, To Play Rock-and-roll, To Get On The Radio.

Bob Dylan Continues To Release Odd And Unsettling Records, And To Do Odd And Unsettling Things On Stage. So The Term "still" Seems Meaningless To Me. But The Real Answer Is Simple: I Listen To Bob Dylan For Pleasure More Than I Listen To Anyone Else For Pleasure.

Patriotism In America, As I Understand It, Is A Matter Of Suffering, When The Country Fails To Live Up To Its Promises, Or Actively Betrays Them.

As I Write, Johnny Rotten's First Moments In "anarchy In The U.k." - A Rolling Earthquake Of A Laugh, A Buried Shout, Then Hoary Words Somehow Stripped Of All Claptrap And Set Down In The City Streets - I Am An Antichrist - Remain As Powerful As Anything I Know. Listening To The Record Today - Listening To The Way Johnny Rotten Tears At His Lines, And Then Hurls The Pieces At The World; Recalling The All-consuming Smile He Produced As He Sang - My Back Stiffens; I Pull Away Even As My Scalp Begins To Sweat.